If I never have to put together a piece of IKEA furniture, darling, it will still be too soon
I know I said I wouldn't post until I had some doodles, but if I don't whine to somebody I may just choke a bitch. I'll turn comments off, so don't worry, you might as well skip it.
My mom decided to renovate my grandma's kitchen before she came back form her vacation. Cute idea, sure, eerything is dandy - except that my parents flew to USA this tuesday, leaving the renovation as-is, with workers free to do as they please. I didn't think about supervising them - fuck, I wouldn't know how to - and my poor aunt is utterly hopeless in that aspect. So my grandma comes back in three hours and she has no faucets.
Not to mention that my mom bought several cupboards in IKEA. Oh, wait, she doesn't have the time... NOT A PROBLEM! Zuzka can do it! Because she totally knows how to. These are not too heavy for her. And if she dared bitch about it we would yell at her that she is being childish, hopeless, useless, whiny and on and on, so she won't complain.
Nobody helped me with those, except for my aunt who helped me carry the heaviest shelves after she saw me nearly fall down when I was trying to do it alone. My uncle, of course, was nowhere to be seen and I didn't think of calling my sister for help. And now I'm pretty sure I messed something up while putting those cupboards together, and I can't turn the last one over because it's heavy and its legs are unsteady, and I fucked something up with the drawers, but I can't help it for now because I would have to turn that fucking cupboard over to do it, and after I'm finally done with this shit I'll just have to figure out just how the fuck did my mom want them to be arranged, and then put everything that used to be in old cupboards into the new ones.
Why can't I be like 90% other teenagers?! I would be having a prohibited party right now instead of worryig about it.
I swear, if I hear a word about my work being shoddy or anything, the next time my parents leave me home alone I WILL bring my friends to empty the liquor cabinet.
My mom decided to renovate my grandma's kitchen before she came back form her vacation. Cute idea, sure, eerything is dandy - except that my parents flew to USA this tuesday, leaving the renovation as-is, with workers free to do as they please. I didn't think about supervising them - fuck, I wouldn't know how to - and my poor aunt is utterly hopeless in that aspect. So my grandma comes back in three hours and she has no faucets.
Not to mention that my mom bought several cupboards in IKEA. Oh, wait, she doesn't have the time... NOT A PROBLEM! Zuzka can do it! Because she totally knows how to. These are not too heavy for her. And if she dared bitch about it we would yell at her that she is being childish, hopeless, useless, whiny and on and on, so she won't complain.
Nobody helped me with those, except for my aunt who helped me carry the heaviest shelves after she saw me nearly fall down when I was trying to do it alone. My uncle, of course, was nowhere to be seen and I didn't think of calling my sister for help. And now I'm pretty sure I messed something up while putting those cupboards together, and I can't turn the last one over because it's heavy and its legs are unsteady, and I fucked something up with the drawers, but I can't help it for now because I would have to turn that fucking cupboard over to do it, and after I'm finally done with this shit I'll just have to figure out just how the fuck did my mom want them to be arranged, and then put everything that used to be in old cupboards into the new ones.
Why can't I be like 90% other teenagers?! I would be having a prohibited party right now instead of worryig about it.
I swear, if I hear a word about my work being shoddy or anything, the next time my parents leave me home alone I WILL bring my friends to empty the liquor cabinet.